Breathe in now, do what you can
Still blissfully unaware of the affect he has on her – imagining that Locke is still around, that he’s perhaps talked to her about his proposition from back when (something he hasn’t particularly thought about until he realized he was standing right beside her) – it makes it all that much more amusing when she peers up at him. “Passing through, mostly.” He offers with his accented rumble, reaching out to lift a silver trinket, a compass that he scans briefly before he hangs it back up and steps back, giving her an amount of space, his gaze flickering back down toward her. “Sometimes I’m nostalgic for Torchline’s wares.” He offers the explanation easily, before flashing her a crooked grin.
“That and it is my birthday and you know how much I love the ocean.” A wink is sent her way before he glances down to the basket in her hands. “Why are you out so late?” The question leaves him just as his gaze lifts to her face again, scanning those jade eyes with curiosity stemming in his steel.
“That and it is my birthday and you know how much I love the ocean.” A wink is sent her way before he glances down to the basket in her hands. “Why are you out so late?” The question leaves him just as his gaze lifts to her face again, scanning those jade eyes with curiosity stemming in his steel.
the flood
And fuck the rest, you know it's all beside you now
totally sniped from odd ilu
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
